Step back
One
Two
Three

Blink

One hundred ten
One hundred eleven
One hundred twelve

Wait
Backwards?

Too many steps backwards
Not enough forwards

Clouded judgment
Blurred lines
Reality
Thoughts

Which ways up
Which ways down
Mind bending
Heart bleeding

Lost
Confused
Scattered
Muddy

Quick sand surrounds me
Gripping me
Dragging down
Everything heavy

Drowning
In mud
In quick sand
In concrete

Immobilized
Dehumanized
Miserable
Alone

Suffering silently
Fighting internally
Struggling

Pushed it off
Pushed it away
Now its here
Its going to stay

Isolation
Quarantined
Life in a bubble
Heaven

Reality
Caged
Locked internal
Panicked

Flash back
Throw back
Sent back

Progress made?
Or lost?